Yeah, it might mean missing out on something wonderful, but wonderful tends to wait when it’s real.
Too much too fast is a mood-killer, and it can sometimes read as being a little nuts?
I’m not going to tell you about the time I left the country with complete strangers, either, and at least that makes me seem insane interesting.
There are more adult examples later in life, but they’re not nearly as funny or tragic.
Managing mood on a day-to-day basis is an uphill, hellish hike of complete uncertainty, but it’s something I’ve grown to understand.
But maybe the best piece of advice I have when it comes to dating with depression—and something I wish I realized much sooner—is that it’s OK to listen to your brain, even if it makes you miserable.
If you don’t think you’re in the position to date seriously, give yourself space to manage your own mental difference.
A challenging part of dating while depressed is a challenging part of dating in general: Putting yourself out there in ways that won’t make you want to self-immolate.
For a long time, I joined Tinder and Bumble and all the sites you’re supposed to join as a hip young person, only to find that I could never bring myself to deliver on a date because I could never bring myself to actually leave my house.
There are endless aphorisms about love and dating that get branded into our brains from a very young age. But the worst one is the notion that you must learn to love yourself before you can love anyone else. Because it fails to take into account histories of mental difference.
It’s a turn of phrase without any nuance that serves to make those of us who are predisposed to feeling bad feel even worse.
It’s learning how to enjoy spending time with yourself how to enjoy spending time with yourself and another person.